Ah shit, here we go again.

Couple: AmeCan

Oh yeah oof, this time will be worse than last time tbh.

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"Hm...?"

Slowly opening eyes as the man heard the ringing phone. He groped for it in police uniform and answered with a sleepy voice.

"Yes, police Canada is listen-"

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, CANADA? YOUR PHONE SUCKS DICK OR SOMETHING?"

Without finishing the sentence, there was a big loud voice shouting on the other side. Yikes... this just slapped the maple man out of feeling sleepy. Imagine you wake up to pick the call just to hear someone shouting at you through the phone.

"Yo, calm down, no need to shout at me. Your voice is hurting my ear, buddy" -Canada said.

"YOU FOOLISH MAPLE LEAF, DID YOU EVEN CHECK HOW MANY CALLS YA HAD FROM ME?" -The angry man still shouting.

Speaking of which, Canada checked his call history. He looked surprised. Wow. Opened it and 19 calls he had missed so far. Surely guess this one was the 20th call from that man. The Canadian felt very guilty right now. Ah merde.

"Ah, i'm so sorry. I was taking a nap so haha..." - Canada apologized. "So what is the matter, America?" He continued.

"Just come to my place. An important conversation to talk."
-The person called America said.

"But-"

"Yes, it is so important that we have to talk face-to-face. Hurry up, Nada." He urged.

"Fine. I'm coming. Just give me few mins" Let out a sigh then he stood up repairing uniform. After closing the door of his room carefully, he made a walk to colleague's room.

Bring some money with him would help, in case of some special situations - Nada thought so. Donuts, hotdogs, coffee or whatever it is, even Playboy magazines. The American would think anything to tell him to buy. Canada did feel tired of that. He wants to refuse, wants to curse that man out. (Canada đấm bome Hoa Kỳ và tuyên bố Hoa Kỳ là thằng đầu buồi rẻ rách.) But if he does, the maple will instantly have a forehead kiss from that Desert Eagle. Free kiss and "candy"? Ah so sweet but no, thanks. He really hates those dangerous things man. Especially guns. What kind of gun is safe when still having ammo in it? Specially when it is pointed to you? Just pull the trigger in a second. Bang! You are already dead.

Though they met like 5 years ago, Canada is still always on guard when around him. That man is not simple. Wild and cocky, but also attractive, reliable and full of surprises. You just can't know what he will do next. He brings lots of surprising to you, which you never want to have or see again. Canada knows that. That's why he usually has distance with this American. Just friends when at office, just bros when hanging out. But a feeling. It always exists when he's with the American. He just can't describe it. It's just too hard to say. Tch. Just forget it. The Canadian said that to himself.

Standing in front of the door, our maple man was about to reach to the doorknob and go inside. As soon as he touched it, the door opened but in opposite way and hit Canada's face. Ouch! That hurt. The hit made him collapse. Now one person sitting on the floor, other one just standing there. The laughter became louder and louder.

Wearing sun glasses, but couldn't hide those tears coming out from laughing. "Just a hit and you already collapsed?" Ame wiped them away while saying. "Oh Nada, how weak you are" He continued.

Didn't say anything, Canada stood up and took a deep breath as he was trying to calm down.

"Let's just go inside and talk about the importance you said." Maple said and went inside.

"I still have lots of things to do so hm?" The first thing took Canada's attention away was the big window. Its length seems twice larger than the width. It wides about 2 meters. If you are inside the room and look out, you can see the view of the other side. Nothing much special from the outside, since it was Sunday. The sky was actually good. The tone  - combination of yellow and orange. Looking at it made you feel calm and chill. Guess America is pretty good at choosing this kind of things hm?

It seemed that there's something wrong with this Ame's window. Like why it was built there? But not somewhere else? Why it must be this big. Maybe some explanations from the owner would resolve the curiosity.

"What is this window for, America?" Canada turned around and asked him.

"A smart person like you. I believe that you're gonna find out soon." He said

"But at least give me some clues, won't you?"

"No need to hurry, Maple."

Canada's POV
America leaned toward, capturing me in a kiss. As his lips met mine, he pulled me closer and hold my hip, ran his fingers gently on my face then rested his hand at the crotch of my pants. (Gay.) Though I shut my eyes, I still could feel his gaze at me. My whole body tensed as I tried to understand what was happening. But as he deepened it and swirled his tongue around mine, I found myself unable to resist. My mind just went blank. Who would know that America is a good kisser like this? It was just too good. My hands placed on his chest, which I could feel his heartbeat going wild. Our breath became much heavier. It just made me want something more than just kissing... No. This is so wrong. I must refuse to break this kiss.

Third POV
Canada struggled to push him away, trying to refuse it. But the more he tried, the stronger America used force to hold him, making Nada hard to move.

"America...let me go... please..." Maple said difficulty, seemed that he couldn't take these anymore longer.

"If I don't, so what? Why don't you just relax?" He said with a smirk. "So you can know how well I can treat you hm~" The American continued and slowly moved the kiss from those lips down to the neck, making him shiver. Since he was in close range enough, Canada bent his arm at the elbow, shifted the weight forward. Stroke his elbow into America's jawline, making him loosen his grip. Thank to this weak spot, Nada ran as fast as he could.

But just one steps he just made, the person got an elbow strike kicked his knees, making him fall upon the floor. Then him, pinned Canada's arms behind his back, took out a handcuff from nowhere and used it on him.

"Why you always like making things more difficult, you little shit?" America said

"If you want things to happen like this, then I will indulge ya." As he sat down on the couch, he unzipped his own pants, making that long thing expose. Soon as it was free from its own cage, Canada could feel the heat coming from it, like it was just 7.3 inches, he was very worried about his future.

"Suck it." Ame pressed that thing on one of Nada's cheeks. Canada didn't say anything, but just kneeling there and glaring at him. Hoping that the American wouldn't bring it out.

"Suck it." He repeated but nothing different happened. Oh, so you are challenging my patience huh?

"Suck it." He repeated once again. 

"Or else." A clicking sound appeared. He pointed the Desert Eagle to Canada. With the existence of it, now everything was just so weird. That word didn't exactly describe well enough

"You know my hands are still handcuffed right?" 

"Do it with your mouth." America pressed the barrel of the gun near Canada's head. "Both of my guns are hungry, if you don't feed the meat one, then I will feed the eagle one instantly." Let out a sigh, the kneeling man kissed the head of it. Then starting to lick it with his tongue from the base to the tip and then back down again. Repeat those actions for few times, him then, took it into the mouth. It was difficult at first, because Ame's dick is kinda big to his mouth. So he slowly put it in and wrapped his lips around it, making no air could get in or out. Next he "bob" his head, taking the penis into and out of his mouth, which caused the person sitting on the couch breathed more heavily. Feeling Nada's wet tongue and lips touched the dick made America feel far more pleasurable than he could imagine. (Is it what they call a "brojob"?)

The Canadian still continued with the same speed, neither too fast nor too slow, until the person sitting on the couch pulled his head closer, ejaculated into the back of his throat. A sudden flow of hot sperm came inside the mouth, making him get into passive way and swallow all of it.

As America took the penis out, letting the Canadian out a small moan. But at the same time, Canada thought out an idea. It may take big risks, but he still used it.

"Ame... swallowing your cum makes me so hard~" He said with a lustful voice.

"Oh? Is that so?" Ame responded and picked Canada up, moving to the table near that window. "Then let me see how hard you are right now." He continued.

"WAIT NO, HAHA, I'M JUST JOKING, COLLEAGUE" Oh shit, this was not what he really meant to.

"Haha but I don't think that is a joke, my colleague." He said as taking Canada's pants and boxer off.
"Look at how hard your boy is, Canada" Wrap one of his hands around Canada's dick stroking up and down, while the other one going inside Nada's shirt tease his nipples.

"No please... I still have lots of things to do, bro..." He begged. But ignoring those words, the American was still jerking Canada off, making him let out some moans. Till the Canadian was about to cum, he stopped and flipped Canada's body down. And everything went black.

"Eh?" His stop in the middle caused Canada feel, he is almost getting on the top of a high hill and he slips, ah those feeling, lost and empty? Maybe. But a pain, a sudden pain came from behind, making the Canadian groan, scream in pain. Something big "attacked" his entrance, it was painful, really painful that he bursted into tears, trying finding a fulcrum. Nada did want to be filled, but this was just too much for him. He wasn't ready yet, tried to tighten the bottom more to push that thing out, as soon as possible. The sooner it went out, the better it would.

"Jesus fuck...why you are so tight" America mumbled. All. Of. His. Fucking. Dick. Went. Inside. Maple. Not letting him get used to it, nor using lube from the beginning, Merica started to thrust. 

"Bro....can you p-pull that thing out p-please..." He begged. No respond back. The Canadian tried to find some expressions from him, but something blocked his eyesight, which took this more difficult, everything was just only in one colour: black. Beside the handcuff already was giving him a hard time, his arms wanted to be free, they were so sore that he felt like dying. Trembling his own body with those pains was bad, but worse than it, was that he still could feel those sharp eyes staring at his back through those glasses, sending a shiver down his spine. Nervous? Frightened? Or just a weird excitement? Canada don't know.

"I will assume that is a "no"... But can you please be more gentle...? It's my first time..." He stuttered. Speaking of that,  America stopped to look down - realized there was some blood flowing down on the floor. Silence again. Both of them. But it did not last that long, he continued thrusting again. And for Canada, though just for a minute, he was getting used to that dong inside him a little bit more. The pain now became pleasure, instead of sobbing, Canada gasped for air. America then pulled his arms, thrusting more deeply. Each one time of thrusting, the deeper it was digging inside than last time. The heat in their room was getting hotter and hotter.

Surprisingly, the American pressed him against "a cold wall", making the Canadian shiver of it.

"Guess the audiences really enjoying our show huh?" America whispered to him. Audiences? What audiences? Canada tried to figure out what he was saying. There were just only 2 of them in this room, then what did he mean? 

As he was trying to figure out it, America removed the cloth wrapping around Canada's eyes. But when it was taken off, he turned away, whatever it was, he really didn't want to see. Ame saw that, a grin appeared on his face, he wanted to see more reactions from this Canadian. The American slammed his head back into the glass window.

"Aww Canada, don't be shy..... smile for those camera, won't you?" He murmured. Canada frozed after that sentence. Did he just mention "camera"...? He slowly opened his eyes. In front of him,  New Zealand, Austraylia and Mexico stood holding their phones. He got worry so much, how can he talk to them again after they saw him get fucked by another man like this? Bit his own lips to not let any sound out, but he just couldn't hold it, the stored tears continued to flow again and the sobs wracked his body, robbing it of the ability to speak – barely allowing a breath to be drawn. Why America treated me in this cruel way? Why must be me? Is it all of my faults... The Canadian also blamed himself, that why he hadn't realized it sooner - if he had done, this kind of things wouldn't have happened to him...Now all he could do was praying, praying that this was all just a nightmare, a bad dream. It would end soon, he believed. 

Such a crybaby. Through the reflection of the glass, the American could see those tears rolling down on Maple's face, was about to move fingers to wipe them. But almost there,he stopped and lay it on Maple's hip, changed the posture. Now both of them facing each other while one standing and the other stradle,wrapping their legs around whose body was standing. Unlock the handcuff, he then gave his man a soft kiss on the eye, started to thrusting again. 

Wait what? Why did i do those to him? He is nothing to me. I should have raped him without mercy and left him. I really hate those crybaby people, specially Canada. Urgh. He is just too weak, so weak that every fucking time he is in danger, i have to protect.... him... 

Maple, you pile of cunt. 

Suddenly the Canadian moaned loudly - made him get out of his thoughts. Guess the American found out his sweet spot.

"Found it~" As he said, he was slamming harder in that place, which made Maple screamed louder. After few thrusts, Statesy hit that place for last time and came inside Nada. Those warm seeds fulfilled him, making him cum and dissovled into pleasure. Since they were a lots, some of them interlacing with a little blood were dripped down.

"Nada, that was actually fun, right?" He kissed Canada. But nothing happened.

"Canada??" He shaked the Canadian. Still nothing happened. No respond.

"MAPLE, ARE YOU OKAY???" Shit. It is panicking time. The American moved his finger near Maple's nostril to check. Oh gosh. He was still breathing. Luckily that he fell into sleep. Ame sighed and hugged him. Gosh, you scared me so much.

"Guess i'm going to clean this mess" He talked to himself. 

"And fuck. I forgot taking off my uniform."

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